On Saturday, we enjoyed a favorite New England tradition – apple picking!
Cooper: “This is the grandest apple in the whole orchard!” (Say with British accent)
Kory: “You mean – This apple is the apple of my eye.” (Say with corrective older brother tone)
This may seem like a silly interchange, but honestly we are having quite a bit of sibling rivalry which always seems to begin as inocently as this. Sigh.
It was a BEAUTIFUL day, so after returning home we hopped on our bikes and rode down the Norwottuck Rail Trail. There is access to the trail just across the street from our house. We rode as far as a local shopping area, stopped there for iced coffee and frozen lemonade, then returned home in time to get Kory off to his football game
Monday, Kayla used the always entertaining apple peeler/corer/ slicer to make sauteed apples in brown sugar and cinnamon for dessert. yummy.
“Keep me as the apple of your eye, hide me in the shadow of your wings.”
Psalm 17:8
Asking for this in the draining work of child training.
“Like apples of gold in settings of silver, is a word spoken in right circumstances.”
Proverbs 25:11
Praying for gentle, encouraging words form mom to kids, mom to dad, and kid to kid. It’s been that kind of day….
Hi, Melanie! Your post reminded me of some gems from a Reformed homeschooling mom whose blog I used to read. Several years ago she did a series of posts called the “Tongue Meditations” during Lent. They were geared toward her own walk, but perhaps there’s something there for your children as well:
http://www.upsaid.com/parah/archives.php?cat_id=697
Drew, thanks so much. Just looked through those posts briefly and am both convicted and inspired to seek the Lord for transformation. I act like my children when I say it’s impossible to change, because their behavior warrants such tones. I can strive to simply obey the commands, and trust Him with the outcome.